Pretty much what it says on the tin^ ao3 account @Haylee_BB ace/aro bean💜💚 In a committed relationship with Barbara Manatee.
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You don’t have to love abortion. You can dislike it. Maybe it even makes you sad. The way you view abortion is up to you.
And maybe if you don't like abortion, you spend your time advocating for proper sex education, access to birth control and other things that have been shown to lower the types of pregnancies that often result in abortion. That's fine.
But what you shouldn't be doing is disrespecting other people for having abortions. You can't take that choice away from people just because you don't like it. Your feelings aren't more important than anyone else's bodily autonomy.
You don't have to like abortion. But you definitely have to respect other people's rights and that includes their right to safe, accessible, abortions.
This has been a Certified Sex ED Post.
Me: *on tumblr, minding my business*
My next chapter, sitting unfinished:
as an asexual who likes to imagine sex but doesnt actually like having sex, sometimes it just feels like sex isnt real but i wish it was. and post
me planning out my story: this will be so straightforward and easy!
me writing: why is there a subplot about flour?
Growing up is realizing that Damon Salvatore was a stagnant character trapped in an endless cycle of fuckups by writers and a fan base that refused to let him grow, and if he was going to be with anyone, it should've been Bonnie, the only person to consistently hold him accountable and force him to face the consequences of his actions.
my body cracks like a glow stick but has the audacity to not glow? despicable
this app is literally my public private place to talk to myself
*forgets to message back* *forgets to check notifications* *forgets to look through bookmarks* *forgets to check reminders* *forgets to check out [insert content] that i said i would* *forgets to take my phone off do not disturb* *forgets to
"are you perturbed with me" works well I think. Try being upset when you say/hear the word 'perturbed' unironically used in a sentence.
They should make a "are you mad at me" that is taken neutrally and informationally every time and doesn't make everything worse when you ask it
Ignore the poor lighting and occasional wonky bits.
Aggressive Elder: Kids these days have no common sense! This generation has no critical thinking skills!
Me(19 and suffering from cognitive dysfunctions such as heavy brain fog, delayed reactions, memory issues, etc.):
Yes.
i hope that our few remaining readers give up on that unfinished wip from seven years ago
and i hope we come up with a failsafe plot that piss off the dumb few that keep commenting all the ways they'd write it differently
in my life i hope i lie and tell everyone the next chapter will be out on time
and i hope i write (i hope we all write)
i hope you write (i hope we both write)
Legitimately, if my mom told me she considered aborting me, I'd ask, "Why didn't you?" with a completely straight face.
These are kinda bad but I've got brain rot so...
I'm usually more of a Haylijah shipper, but the fic I'm writing has caused me to go back and take another look at this pairing.
There was so much potential there!
In a lot of ways, I feel like they are better suited for each other than Haylijah. Hayley tended to put Elijah on a pedestal, which did nothing to help him accept his repressed, darker nature.
If he and Katherine had been in a longer relationship, I think they could have balanced each other nicely. He could provide her with the stability, love, and loyalty that she's always wanted, and she wouldn't be afraid of the darker parts of him and could help him accept that side of himself.
They are a very evenly matched pairing, and could have been good for each other.
Chronic pain and illness really do skew what you consider to be normal.
I'm complaining to a friend about two separate pains I've got going on right now, pains which I would categorize as "annoying," and "distracting," and she's freaking out, like, "Go to the ER!!!!" and it's like, oh, that's right. Normal people go to the ER when it hurts to breathe.
Anyway...
(Just to clarify, I'm, like, 90% sure it's costochondritis, and I'm not actually struggling to breathe. It just feels blegh. The other pain is more distracting and potentially an issue but we'll cross that bridge if we get to it.)
me, quietly whispering to the ao3 page of an author who doesn’t even know I exist: I am obsessed with you
Okay why is nobody talking about the coked out fever dream that is Beautiful Wedding!?
I've seen commentaries on Beautiful Disaster, which is how I discovered these gloriously terrible movies in the first place, but for some unknown reason, I've found nothing on the (imo far superior) sequel. This is a horrible missed opportunity for the commentary genre and the general public at large who may never get to experience this... experience without the proper publicity. I am in no way the best person for this job, but unfortunately, no one else seems willing, so here we go.
Beautiful Disaster was an objectively bad movie, but I thought it was fun in a very wattpad-esque way. With Dylan Sprouse as a bad boy underground boxer whose most frequent line is "pigeon", you know you're in for a cringey good time.
However, that movie does not hold a candle to the ridiculously awful Beautiful Wedding.
While I wouldn't say Beautiful Disaster was serious in any way, it really felt like everyone involved just gave up all pretense of making, like, an actual movie with the sequel. From what little I know about the book, this movie is completely new material, and oddly enough, I think that worked in its favor. Almost immediately, you just feel a different vibe that lets you know no one making this has any misconceptions about what they're creating. They all know they're making garbage, and they're having fun doing it, which makes it all the more hilarious. The plot is all over the place, the characters make no sense, everything is over the top and beyond nonsensical, and it's great because they lean into it.
There's this one scene near the end where, I shit you not, Dylan Sprouse is on a roof, he sees Abby absolutely caked in mud, he jumps off the roof in slow motion, and lands in a superhero pose. Then they make out while the camera circles them.
Truly it is a shining example of cinema.
Genuinely, I loved watching this movie and will definitely be watching it again. Would recommend to anyone looking for a fun time.
just crying over how romantic Freddie & Jim were nbd
He snuck up on me, guys
Happy Christmas Adam everyone!
As a Pinterest girlie and a Tumblr girlie I feel like Hannah Montana on the regular.
Coming here from Pinterest to tell you that we all fucking love you over there
One of you fuckers needs to come over here and buy my god damn watch
cardiologist backstreet boys: Ain't nothin but a heartache
medieval backstreet boys: you are… my friar